Cricket Creek Bog war tongues flickered about that dirty old church mouth
i'm sticking to your walls just like the smoke––now it's all eyes on you, as you choke
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he didn't bother rescinding his bland gaze in deference under the faint pall of disdain in her expression. he figured this would be a mere whistle-stop and then he could proceed with tracing over the path of rose petals, but as for right now, Absalom would entertain the notion that he was interested in more of her opinions as regards to his character. a smirk twitched at his black gums. "truly flourishing." he remarked, shimmying his breast to emblazon the chain still secured and rivening his throat; same as the first time they met. 
a more apt question to ask would have been, you not dead yet?-- the rash of winged pests following him overhead wanted to know the answer to that as well.
absalom is a low priority character meaning he's only in one to two threads at a time. plots formed ic only.
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RE: war tongues flickered about that dirty old church mouth - by Absalom - March 14, 2018, 08:49 PM